May 21, 2003
A good day to be alive. When I think of all the people working hard to make True West a great magazine it makes me realize how lucky I am. I’m doing what I love to do (making my critics crazy) and learning history to boot. Speaking of which, Gus showed me a missive on BJ’s chatroom called “Ten Things Bob Boze Bell Doesn’t Know About Wyatt Earp.” Actually quite clever (especially if you’ve seen the July issue of TW) and we may run it in letters.
Drove out to Mort Fleischer’s ranch at two yesterday to shoot a photo of the Pancho Villa saddle. It’s not actually Pancho’s saddle, but it is identical to one Villa is riding in a photograph. Here it is. Check out that saddlehorn. Is that bizarre, or what? As Jana put it, “Pancho must have looked like he had Mini Me in his lap when he rode up to his troops.” Funny.
Speaking of Jana and funny, here’s a line Ann Richards (former governor of Texas) got off this week in Phoenix: “Greetings from the great state of Texas where gas is so high women who want to run over their husbands are carpooling.”
Reworked the Elzy Lay painting and I think it’s much better. Got in Sam Ketchum and Will Carver around the campfire and the cave behind them. Of course I’m cringing because I’m totally guessing on how this all looks in the actual canyon (We were two miles away last March but never got to see it!), but it’s too late to find out in time for this issue (we go to press the first week of June and the soonest I can get back over to Black Jack’s Hideout is June 13. But I plan to run the photos of the real deal right here when I get back.)
My kids are actually looking forward to our New Mexico road trip this weekend. I’m wondering if they’re up to something., It’s too crazy. Maybe the world is ending.
“The Earth is degenerating today. Bribery and corruption abound. Children no longer obey their parents, Every man wants to write a book, and it is evident that the end of the world is fast approaching.”
—An alleged Assyrian Tablet, 2800 BC
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